BURLINGTON, Vt. — The flags are still out. Bunting sags on a few porches. But the holiday is over.
Daniel Cantor Yalowitz wants to talk about what comes next. Not the next parade.
Not the next sale at the mattress store. The next time you stop and say: This matters. This one day.
This one person. He wrote a column about it.
“Move over, July Fourth!” he says. “You’ve had your turn.” The nation just hit 250 years. Big deal.
Big party. Fireworks. Grills.
All of it. Yalowitz isn’t knocking it.
He’s just asking for a little room at the table for the other dates. The ones not on the federal calendar. The ones that belong to nobody but you.
“There are other significant dates, people, and events to recognize,” he writes. “And it is to them (and to you, of course!) that I direct my comments today.” This is not about party planning.
Yalowitz is reaching for something else. Something he calls sacred. “Life is made more sacred because we humans have the capacity and awareness to celebrate ourselves and others as rites and rituals of passage throughout the course of our lives,” he writes.
He knows the grind. The daily stuff. The challenges.
The conflicts. The awkward moments.
The frustrations. He calls them “normal, natural, and part and parcel of the human condition.” But he insists there is another side. “We also have the inborn potential to experience joy, achievement, and benchmarks along the way,” he writes.
“And, both to differentiate these golden moments and to appreciate their occurrence, we celebrate.” It is a simple idea. Hard to argue with.
Harder to live by. Yalowitz sees something particular in those moments. Something about liberation.
“Moments of celebration can be incredibly liberating, as though something completed is a form of liberation,” he writes. Think about that. A weight lifts.
A wait ends. A hope lands.
You are free from the holding pattern. Free from the not-yet. Free from the maybe.
The column does not name names. Does not give examples.
Does not tell you what to celebrate. That is the point. It is yours.
Your date. Your person. Your event.
Maybe it is a wedding anniversary. Maybe it is the day you quit a job you hated.
Maybe it is the day you finished treatment. Maybe it is the day you finally moved out of your parents’ basement. Maybe it is the day you planted a tree and it lived.
Yalowitz does not rank them. Does not say one is better than another.
He just says: Do it. Mark it. Celebrate it.
The fireworks are gone. The coals are cold. The flags will come down eventually.
But the quiet dates remain. They sit on the calendar like unopened mail.
Yalowitz is saying: Open them. He wrote the column for a local paper. It is a small piece.
A few hundred words. But it is asking a big question.
The kind that does not get answered in a day. The kind that sits with you. What is your liberation celebration?
You have to answer it yourself. Nobody else can. That is the whole idea.
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